Dayu Execution Officer, begins to torture the demon girl's fiancee

Chapter 278 Zhao Cuo was stolen by the little witch
"Go down and rest."

Emperor Yongzhao smiled and said to the cronies in front of him.

"It's still early today, and it's not time for lunch yet, you can play the rest of the time."

He gave Zhao the wrong day off, but unfortunately the young man would not be moved by this, His Majesty's wife was wiping his face with a small coat.

"His Royal Highness, the emperor asked me to step down, so don't pass today."

General Zhao raised his hand to prevent her from smearing his face.

"No."

An Le continued to wipe the corners of his mouth with clear eyes.

"I want it. I want to be by my side all the time today. Shall we go back to the bedroom?"

"What am I going to do in Your Highness's palace? You will be the Empress of the Holy Majesty tomorrow, so you shouldn't be giving or receiving privately from me now!"

Zhao Cuo said with a slight frown, and took half a step back while speaking, not wanting to get too close to An Le.

He could see that the little witch hadn't revealed her identity yet.

Is this woman really going to let him destroy the Empress Dowager?
"It's so far away from me..."

An Le stepped closer to Bandit Zhao in doubt.

She obviously ignored the young master's words again, she couldn't listen to what should or shouldn't be.

Her Royal Highness only knew that they hadn't hugged and slept together for several days, and she must sleep in the wrong arms tonight.

"Mistress, please respect yourself! There is no possibility between you and me, so stop pestering me!"

Zhao Cuo could hardly look directly at the pure and flawless jade face of the little witch.

He knew that his words might anger An Le.

But they can't continue to be intimate.

"What are you talking about?"

An Le stared blankly at Bandit Zhao who was taking several steps back.

There was no emotion on her fair face, but there was sadness in her heart, and the strange mood made her feel at a loss.

Her Royal Highness was quiet for a long time, when she suddenly raised her jade-like little hand to hold the expressionless little face, and tried hard to squeeze out a pitiful and innocent smile at the young man.

"What does your Highness mean? If there is nothing wrong, a certain family will leave first."

Zhao Cuo was puzzled by her inexplicable smile.

"Aren't you happy?"

An Le looked at him with an unnatural smile.

"When I was young, I heard from my concubine that a girl who can laugh is more attractive to my husband. May I smile for you?"

Zhao Cuo was stunned for a moment, silently looking at the clumsy girl who seemed to be trying to curry favor with him, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pinch her cheek.

"Stop laughing...so ugly."

"Ok?"

An Le looked at Thief Zhao with misty eyes.

She took another step to press her half-green and plump body forward.

Mr. Zhao Xiaogong didn't make a sound, he closed his eyes and felt her beautiful figure, feeling hesitant in his heart.

"Why don't you look at me...I'm already thinking about being wrong."

His Royal Highness raised his hands to caress Zhao Cuo's cheek.

She couldn't help but tiptoed to kiss.

again and again.

"Didn't I just say it?"

Zhao Cuo was about to be overwhelmed by her affection.

"The relationship between me and His Royal Highness can't go on like this..."

He opened his eyes and was about to push An Le away, but the words got stuck in his throat again, and he looked at her slender arms with wide eyes.

The little witch caressed his face with both hands, and when she raised her sleeves, her sleeves fell, revealing a pair of white arms covered in ink.

I saw "wrong" written all over her slender arms that looked weak.

"I'm wrong."

An Le also noticed Zhao Cuo's gaze at this time.

She flaunted a pair of white and greasy jade arms in front of thief Zhao.

Starting from her wrist, Juanxiu's handwriting extends all the way to her fragrant shoulders, and maybe there are even deeper...

"I think about mistakes every day, but it's not enough to just say your name in my heart, so I won't feel lonely when I write it on my body."

Her Royal Highness's voice was ethereal and blurred.

"Are you stupid..."

Zhao Cuo gritted his teeth.

His hand brushed the little witch's arm feebly.

Was this wrong person so favored by this girl?

"Your Royal Highness, don't you know why I came to Chu?"

Grandpa Zhao took a deep breath and let go of her hand.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he knew that he had made a mistake.

This is not what you should say to your enemies.

"wrong."

An Le didn't listen to him again.

"I just have to be wrong."

Her attached face was buried in Zhao thief's arms.

"I'm here to get rid of you... Are you willing to die for me?"

Zhao Cuo suddenly looked cold, and he pushed away the little witch who was sticking to his body, and pressed her shoulders with pink flames in his hands!
An Le clearly heard what the young man said this time, and was stunned for a moment, then raised her hand to hug him.

Her Royal Highness the princess seemed to be uneasy about leaving his arms.

"I don't want to die."

She was relieved after squeezing into Zhao thief's arms again.

"I want to be with the wrong, if the wrong is with me, it doesn't matter if I die."

Zhao Cuo suddenly seemed to have grasped at straws, expressionlessly broke away from An Le's hand, and cast an indifferent look at the stunned little witch.

"You crazy woman, put away your hypocrisy! How dare you say you love me even if you can't lay down your life for me?"

After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave as if he was running away.

"wrong……"

An Le's confused voice came from behind.

Zhao Cuo made up his mind, turned a deaf ear to her call, and continued to walk forward.

Suddenly, a delicate body he was already familiar with hugged him from behind, and a pair of white and tender arms wrapped around his waist.

"Did something happen?"

she said blankly.

Her Majesty the Princess seems to be unable to understand the current situation.

Zhao Xiaogong's nose was sore, but he still pushed her arm away, and walked out of the hall without looking back.

"What did I do wrong? Wrong, don't ignore me."

Zhao Cuo felt that the corner of his clothes was being pulled.

He couldn't help looking back this time.

The girl grabbed his sleeve with both hands.

"Let go!"

Zhao thief could hardly bear to look at An Le's bewildered face.

He flicked his cuffs resolutely, turned his head back and left mercilessly, without hesitation.

He has no other choice, now he is burdened with his family, country, family and loved ones, so how dare he take the slightest risk?

"Even if An Le really has feelings for me, how could she betray her family and return to Beijing with me?"The result will only be that I am bound by her. '

Zhao Xiaogong wished that he could have a hard heart at this time.

But the throbbing pain in his chest told him it wasn't enough.

He must be more cruel.

"wrong."

An Le showed his figure again on his way.

Her pure face is still calm, but there seems to be mist in the emerald beautiful eyes, which cannot be seen clearly.

Thief Zhao was about to speak, but behind her suddenly lit up like a waterfall of starlight. Looking carefully, it turned out to be countless magical Gu worms!

"Isn't His Royal Highness going to continue to show his love for me?"

Seeing this, he let out a long sigh of relief.

The deep affection of the beauty made him helpless.

It would be great if An Le was ruthless.

"Use this wrong."

An Le handed over a blue short sword gently.

She looked dazed and looked at Zhao Cuo with a dazed look, as if he was the only one who really existed in her eyes.

Thief Zhao froze, he took half a step back as if he was facing some kind of scourge, the last thing he wanted to face still happened.

"Wrong is too weak. You can't kill me with your own strength. This sword can."

The little witch seriously brought the sword in her hand to him.

Zhao wrongly raised his hand and took it tremblingly.

The faint sadness in her eyes disappeared.

"It's not that you don't want me, right?"

Princess Anle threw herself into his arms with infatuated eyes.

She didn't seem to think about anything, she pressed her face against his chest, caressing it carefully.

Zhao Cuo closed his eyes, raised the sword in his hand and pressed it against her back, and he could end all this with just a push of his arm.

"Can you hold me wrong... I can't bear you."

She asked softly, fascinated.

"why……"

Zhao Cuo tried hard not to let himself lose control.

"I'm not someone worthy of your Royal Highness, am I?"

An Le put her ear on Zhao Cuo's chest. She no longer listened to others, but listened to his every word wholeheartedly.

His Royal Highness the princess suddenly took the young man's hand and placed it on his heart.

She closed her beautiful eyes and felt the temperature of the thief.

"Wrong...I want to hug you for another quarter of an hour."

The little witch spoke softly.

"Can you wait a little longer?"

She greedily breathed in Zhao Cuo's smell.

"I want to fall asleep in wrong arms, even if I can't get up again, it doesn't matter, we can be together forever..."

Zhao Cuo couldn't hold the sword anymore, and with the sound of the iron falling to the ground, he hugged the girl in his arms.

"His Royal Highness... I really wanted to kill you just now."

Zhao Xiaozei pressed his face against her side face.

He really didn't know what to do.

How should we treat this little witch?
"wrong……"

An Le kept tightening her jade arms in fascination.

She seemed to want to melt herself into Zhao Cuo's arms.

Emperor Yongzhao, who was flipping through official documents in the palace, didn't know the tenderness in front of him.

"I want Your Highness to know..." Zhao Cuo closed his eyes as if struggling, "The person you favor is not heartless."

"Shall we go back to the bedroom?"

An Le said softly.

"Everything about me can be wrong."

"Okay... I'll carry you to the side hall."

Young Master Zhao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said.

He gently held His Royal Highness in his arms.

The two headed towards the side hall.

"The wrong person smells like the sun."

The little witch seems to have forgotten everything except Zhao Cuo.

Bandit Zhao stopped walking when he carried her to the gate of the palace.

He looked down at the beautiful girl in front of him.

'gorgeous……'

Young Master Zhao pursed his lips and stared at her face.

Her Royal Highness's skin is whiter than snow, and even gives people the feeling of a sickly beauty, which is pitiful.

She has only reached the age of leaving the court, but her body has fully grown, and her exquisite figure is even more stunning than some women.

"I only let the wrong person see it...the emperor didn't even touch the corner of my clothes."

An Le raised her face in his arms.

There was fascination in her eyes.

The little prince could no longer resist.

"I believe you."

Bandit Zhao led her into the side hall.

He didn't make a sound as he closed the door with his backhand.

The hall was silent, with the smell of dust flowing in the air, as if all the hustle and bustle had been kept out of the house.

"Does Your Royal Highness want to take a nap?"

The little father-in-law walked to the bed.

This hall is obviously not full of people for a long time.

It was only because of Emperor Yongzhao's visit today that he packed it up.

"If you make a mistake, don't go away...the affairs of our bridal chamber haven't been settled yet."

After An Le was placed on the couch, he held his hand again.

"I do not go."

Zhao squatted in front of her by mistake.

"I'll take off your shoes for Your Royal Highness."

He held An Le's little feet wearing light-colored embroidered shoes.

The little witch seemed to understand what he meant, and immediately felt relieved and sat down on the side of the bed smoothly.

The thief held her white and tender ankles, and gently took off a pair of shoes, revealing her petite feet in white socks.

'There is still room for reversal...'

Zhao thief said to himself.

He gently rubbed her warm little feet.

At this moment, his heart is not urgent, but tender.

"Can I help you take off your clothes?"

Zhao Cuo asked gently.

"Ah."

An Le looked at him with bewildered eyes.

She stretched out a pair of tender feet in front of the little father-in-law.

The thief held her feet and fiddled with them, the snow-white socks fell to the ground, and the moist lotus feet were extremely lovely.

"I sweated a lot today, I should take a shower first, can your Highness send hot water?"

Zhao Cuo didn't want her to have bad memories.

"No."

His Royal Highness is still staring intently.

"I like the smell of wrong...I want to smell your breath and fall asleep."

"Can your Highness prove that what he said is the truth?"

"How should I do it?"

Zhao Cuo lowered his head and kissed her.

"Just pull me up as long as you want."

He stretched out his hand to Princess Anle who was sitting in front of him.

The little witch held his hand, and the two interlocked their fingers and sat side by side.

There was another moment of silence, and when his heart and mind were finally strong, Zhao Cuo, who was in a mess, sought peace from her.

"Hmm... don't say it when you are going to kill me by mistake, okay?"

"Didn't you listen to what I just said?"

"Sorry……"

(End of this chapter)